small meaningful things

to remember, to cherish, to behold

originally published on instagram

my interest in photography started out not as a desire to take good photos by conventional standards, but to document precious moments in life. as I have gotten more into photography I forget why I want to take photos in the first place. sometimes I don’t post photos of significant memories because they are not taken “well”, whatever that means.

this is a photo of a precious pair of hands, hands that tenderly marinate chicken for family and visitors only once a year. I’ve not seen and eaten this for the last couple of years. the act of cooking and being fed can be a complex form of love. I am hyper aware of time passing by relentlessly year by year, how opportunities to take certain photos may never come by again. I wish to remember, to cherish, to behold. and this is my desperate attempt to do so.

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